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Anonymous asked: What's the truth you're hiding?
I am not hiding the truth. The truth is, is that people just hurt you. Then they move on.
Me: Does that make me weak?
Voice: It makes you human.
What does it mean to make something of yourself?
Is it the approval of others? Is it a degree on a piece of paper? How do we determine our success? Do we determine our failure by the successes of other people, or vise versa? How do we define failure? Is it standing in the back of the unemployment line? Is it a rejection letter? Honestly, I don’t know the answers to these questions. I thought I once did, but now it all seems like a blur. I pictured my whole life ahead of me, and in just an instant, it seems like everything changed. Who am I even supposed to be anymore?